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Updated: May 14, 2025
"Well, this time there is no need of doing anything for us," said Mr. Bobbsey. "You are welcome to what you have had to eat. But now what are you going to do?" "I'm going to run away farther if I can," Bob Guess answered. "Hum! I'm not so sure that we ought to let you, now that we know about you," went on the father of the Bobbsey twins. "Has this Mr. Blipper any claim on you?"
And every time the dining room door opened he looked around quickly, as if fearing to see Mr. Blipper come in. In the evening Mr. Bobbsey went down to the garage to see how the men were progressing with the repairs to his car, for they had promised to work all night. Bert went with his father. "I guess you'll be able to go on in the morning, Mr. Bobbsey," the garage man said. "I hope so.
That's my father's writing!" "Well," said Bob slowly, "I found that letter in the tent where Mr. Blipper and I live. We sort of camp out at the different fair grounds where we set up the merry-go-round," he added. "I have to live with Mr. Blipper. He claims I'm his adopted son, but I don't like him for an adopted father. Anyhow, I saw this letter drop out of his coat.
Blipper forged, or made out himself, the papers showing that Bob was his adopted son, and Bob was too small to know any better when Mr. Blipper told him this and also told how he had been taken from an asylum. Bob had only a dim remembrance of the Italian who looked after him for a time, following the death of the boy's father and mother. The Italian was much kinder than Mr. Blipper had been.
"Now we can't have any dance," lamented Nan. "How long are you going to stop here, Mr. er did I understand your name was Blipper?" asked Mr. Bobbsey, thinking he might arrange to have the organ played a little while for the children. "Blipper is my name Aaron Blipper," answered the man.
"Where is Mr. Blipper?" asked Mr. Bobbsey. "I want to see him." "He's away to-day, Mr. Bobbsey," was the answer. "Away! Oh, I am sorry," was the reply of the Bobbsey twins' father. "This is his day off," went on the lad. "Will he be here to-morrow?" "Yes, sir. But look out now, she's going to start!"
Blipper arrested for taking his coat. Just you stay here, Bob!" "I'd like to," sighed the unhappy lad. "I don't like Blipper. And if I go back now, after having run away again, he'll beat me!" "We won't let him!" exclaimed Aunt Sarah. "Here, I'll get you some dry clothes. Harry has a suit you can wear. And then we'll see about this Blipper man!"
But there's no one here to take it. No Mr. Blipper or Bob Guess around now." "Well, don't forget, and go off, leaving it hang on the tree," warned his wife. "I won't," said Mr. Bobbsey. A fire was made, and as Mrs. Bobbsey was sitting with her back against a stump, comfortably sipping her tea, she heard the sound of crying.
"Can we help you?" asked Mrs. Bobbsey. Bob Guess ceased sobbing and looked up. He seemed surprised to see the children and their parents. "Oh, I I didn't know anybody was here," he stammered. "That's all right," said Mr. Bobbsey. "If there's anything we can do to help you Where's Mr. Blipper, by the way? There is something I should like to ask him. Or perhaps you can tell me."
"Hush, Bert!" warned his mother. "Leave this to Daddy!" "Well, I don't know anything about your coat or a lap robe, either!" declared Mr. Blipper. "All I know is that Bob ran away from me, and now I'm going to run him back!" There seemed no help for it. Mr. Bobbsey sadly shook his head when the twins and his wife pleaded with him to do something to save Bob.
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